The only unforgivable sin is deliberate cruelty.

Is a lifetime long enough to hold the regret that I have for that fantastically aborted but crazily sweet love affair?

You know, then that the public Somebody you are when you 'have a name' is a fiction created with mirrors and that the only somebody worth being is the solitary and unseen you that existed from your first breath

I cannot write any sort of story unless there is at least one character in it for whom I have physical desire.

The Venus flytrap, a devouring organism, aptly named for the goddess of love.

People go to the movies instead of moving.

And so tonight we're going to make the lie true, and when that's done, I'll bring the liquor back here and we'll get drunk together, here, tonight, in this place that death has come into...